Ghosts and gods do not enter the door

Ding Mu glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, the time on it was: 42:[-].

Then the station this time is likely to be a station in Bailuli, but his mobile phone is full of white screens and cannot display the time, so he does not know the current date, that is, if he arrived here yesterday , and slept here all night, then the possibility that this is a night road cannot be ruled out.

He needs to find out the truth about A's mother's death in the next nine days.

He doesn't know the whereabouts of Guan Yi, so he also needs to find Guan Yi as soon as possible to prevent unnecessary trouble.

It is very possible that they encountered some unexpected incidents during the time when they got off the car, lost consciousness, came here, and acquired a new identity.Did something else happen while he was unconscious?

He can't judge.

He glanced at the narrow window, and there was a gray mist outside the window, dim and full of black shadows, he couldn't see the scene outside clearly, as if looking at things through a layer of frosted glass.

Ding Mu picked up the backpack on the table. The backpack looked quite big, but in fact it was very small and had insufficient capacity. It could only hold three or four things before it bulged and couldn't hold anything else.

This is not good, he must leave a part of the space to hold the clues and possibly useful items he obtained in today's investigation.

He looked at the things in the backpack. Goggles and a flashlight are necessary things. Since he can't open his eyes in the small town, these two things are the necessary basis for his activities in the outside world, although there are many restrictions on the use of the flashlight .The bread that was taken from the table and put into the bag was his food, and if he stayed outside after too long investigating, he could find a place to eat.

Looking around, he took out the binoculars from his bag.

He just hesitated on the notebook and the telescope, but he thought that there should be something that needs to be recorded. If you simply use your brain to memorize, it is easy to make mistakes. There are some important information on the whiteboard and paper that he recorded in the notes. These are relatively necessary things.

He only has three chances, and he can't waste one.

He stuck the card knife into his waist for easy access. He touched his neck, and the ring on it was given to him by Guan Yi.He searched the whole body, only found these two weapons, the card knife was for accidents, and the neck ring was for himself.

After confirming that everything was fully equipped, he buckled up the goggles, put on his backpack, opened the door and went out.

There seemed to be a special, invisible membrane between the door and the outside of the house, which separated the air on both sides. The moment he stepped out of the door, the smell of soil wrapped in gray mist rushed towards him with claws and claws, as if to hold him tightly. His airway, blocking his nasal passages.

Ding Mu swallowed his saliva, suppressing the panic rising in his heart at that moment, he followed up with the other heel, and stood completely outside the door.

At the same time, the door behind him closed with a bang.

Good guy, it's still automatic, very advanced.

He took a breath of the dusty air and nodded. Fortunately, although the visibility of the air was low, it was still somewhat different from the half-breath of sand he imagined.

Do you need a flashlight now?He hesitated for a while, but still didn't take out the flashlight. The use time of this flashlight is too short, and it is not used to its fullest value now. It is better to use it when necessary.

He made a mark to prevent himself from being lost on the way back. He walked slowly in the mist, only hearing the whistling wind in his ears, which seemed to be carrying the wind coming from nowhere. The woman's cry was far away, soft, thin, and very tragic and desperate. It was not necessarily a woman's cry. The tone of the voice had changed, and it sounded sharp and miserable.

But when he listened carefully, the sounds disappeared, leaving only the whistle of the wind.

He must have heard it wrong, it was the sound of the wind, he listened carefully several times before he dared to confirm it.

He has no clue now, he can only think about the prompts on the whiteboard.

A's mother was a laundry woman during her lifetime. If you go to the place where she works, you should gain something.

But first, he should get a map of the town.

As he was walking, he accidentally bumped into a person head-on, almost knocking them over.

Judging from the opponent's strength, Ding Mu should be a man.

Could it be Guan Yi?He couldn't help but look forward to it.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, are you okay?" The man apologized, groping over to help Ding Mu up.

At this time, because the two of them were very close, the occlusion effect of the gray mist could not be exerted, so Ding Mu could easily see the man's face.

With thin eyebrows and round eyes, he looks very kind.

Not Guan Yi.

He was a little disappointed, but he still said, "It's okay."

The man nodded and apologized again and again. He looked very polite and disciplined, so he shouldn't be a bad person.

Ding Mu thought for a while and asked, "Are you a local?"

The man froze for a moment, nodded and said, "I am, are you?"

Ding Mu lied casually and said, "I'm here to visit relatives. I'm here for the first time and I'm in a hurry. I want to buy something for my aunt's house. Do you know where the nearest store is?"

"This... how should I put it, you just came here, even if I tell you, you may go wrong, why don't I take you there?" The man smiled, still looking a little embarrassed.

When the two stood at this distance, Ding Mu couldn't see each other's face, which shows that the visibility here is extremely low.

He said: "That's too troublesome, you just need to tell me where it is, and I'll ask the way."

The two talked back and forth for a while, and finally reached an agreement: this person will take Ding Mu to a place that sells maps to buy a map, and then let Ding Mu go by himself.